Oh wow… the minute I say that the shift in her mood comes again and it makes me wonder who the fuck Chloe has been hanging out with. She’d told me to give Sal’s name and it would be enough to get me seen.
Sal is her new guy but I’ve never met him. I don’t know who he is but I’m happy right now because from the way that this woman reaches for the phone and looks at me with instant respect, it seems Sal’s name did the trick.
“That’s fine. I’ll speak to the boss and schedule an interview,” she says and presses a button on the phone’s switchboard.
“Thank you.”
The boss seems to have answered straightaway, and I mentally pray for luck and cross my fingers as she starts talking.
“Hey Boss, I have a lady here who wants to know about the waitressing job. She gave Sal’s name. Can I have a date for when she can come back to meet with someone properly?” She raises her brows when he gives his answer and my heart squeezes. “Now? Really?”
Now?
Christ.Okay… that’s good. That’s really good. Now would be good. In my head I’d prepped myself for an interview and dressed for it too. Now is fine for me and not something I can turn away.
She hangs up and her smile brightens. “You’re in luck. He’ll see you now. He’s in the first office on the fifth floor. There’s an elevator to the left of us,” she nods and the smile recedes from her face. “Follow the corridor down once you get to the fifth. His is the office you first come to.”
“Thanks so much,” I smile with more gratitude than I should, then try to hold back.
If there’s one thing I know it’s to never allow people to see how desperate you are. It doesn’t matter if it’s a life or death situation. Don’t show desperation. The minute you do, you lose the upper hand or any control.
I give her one last grin and follow her directions.